Donghyuck traced Marks nose with a soft smile, he was shirtless with Sarang sleeping peacefully on his heaving chest. It became a routine for him to wake up next to his boyfriend, his most precious possession and daughter. His whole heart was Sarang. She snuggled closed to her father's warmth, as he father hugged her so he can turn.

"Baby? What's wrong?" Mark squeezed his eyes open.

"I need to feed her." Hyuck whispered softly, his arm caressing the olders soft cheeks. Sarang was lifted off her father's chest as the red head took her away from the bed so Mark can go dress.

Mark didn't have a job, he had been sitting on a wheelchair for 11 years and his father was nothing but a swindling greedy man. His mother? He didn't know anymore. After his long relaxing shower he buttoned up his white dress shirt, several sighs leaving his lips.

"Where are you going?" Donghyuck asked him with a pout.

"I don't know. I'll be home soon." Whispered Mark, Sarang whimpered spreading her arms at her father. She did a froggy dance on her mother. Chuckling the older scooped her off with a smile.

"Don't go. Please." Haechan squeezed his arm, a sudden fear of loosing this man weighed him down to the point he had sheets of tears coating his big eyes.

"Baby I'll be fine. I heard that Jisung woke up, maybe you should speak to him and clear these fears off your pretty face." Mark kissed Donghyucks forehead as he left the house with Sarang in his arms, he gave the child to Kun as he walked out.

"We have dinner tonight. To reveal Renjun's parents. Come home early." Donghyucks chest heaved in pain. Why? Because he loved the blonde idiot and as each day passed he was dead scard that he'd loose him to one of his enemies.

"I'm not going far. I'm just going three blocks away." Chuckling Mark drove the car out the driveway. Hyuck gestured Lucas to follow him as he went inside.

As Yuta and Win-win arrived with Shotaro they were seated on the living room whilst Hyuck helped Renjun with setting the table. Jeno helped them too but he seemed to have a severe ache on his left shoulder which was quite alarming. Sarang refused to go to anyone else that day so he had been carrying her for hours.

"Why isn't Taeyong or Mark here?" Yuta smiled at Taeil.

"He's busy, he'll be here soon. Mark oh well, Hyuckie where is your boyfriend?" Taeil turned to ask his son.

"He'll be home soon." Assured Haechan.

Sometimes being the strongest also meant having the greatest of weaknesses, like Mark and Sarang were his strengths and also his weakness. Jisung still found it difficult to keep his head straight so he got nothing out of his mouth and Jeno? Who was Jeno? Why did he volunteerily come to help them? Nothing made sense. At all. And Johnny was literally loosing his mind by trying to stop his divorce. His daughter started screaming and squealing, a sign that her Daddy was home.

"Daddy's princess!!!" Marks voice eased the mafia leaders heart. Especially the long warm kiss given on his lips before their daughter was stolen away from him. "My lost Pudu. I'm home. Stop looking so lost. Hmm? It's worrying me." He whispered pecking Hyuck's neck.

That evening when Renjun saw Win-win and Yuta for the first time in years he dropped the tray of buns he had been holding. He was quite big when Jaehyun let him go astray. That was one sort of way Donghyuck chose to erase the sins he'd done for the Chinese boy who was nothing but an Angel inside an out.

"Mom?! Dad?!" Renjun ran into Win-win's arm crying. Finally their family had been reunited, there was no false drama just family finding eachother. Taeil and Kun were proud of their son, from being cold-hearted and bad he was now a person penetrating an immense amount of warmth. Hyuck felt a warm arm sneak under his shirt.

"I need to talk to you." Whispered Mark, Hyuck looked to the direction of his servant and only friend laughing and smiling with his family, his parents were in their own world. Maybe they can speak to eachother.

"Hyuck? I need to speak to you." Taeil broke the stare between the lovers. Mark pressed his lips as he nodded with a smile.

Mark cleaned his daughter, changed her diapers, dressed her a cute baby shirt and rocked her to sleep, he couldn't go shower since their were too many people outside and he Mommy was busy with grandpa. He sighed running his fingers through his blonde hair.

"Sarang........Daddy will always protect you and Mommy no matter what okay? I love you so much." He bobbed their noses together, she smiled. "Even if that means giving up my own life to save you. I really don't know what to do anymore." Mark mumbled, he knew the baby understood nothing but he was her world as much as her mother was to her and she was to them.

When she fell asleep Mark tucked her in her crib so he can shower. She was a target and no one knew who the real spy was, if there were spies or if it all were a rumour Seulgi made to trap them? He didn't know.

"No everyone you trust is going to be honest and not the most innocent is pure as you assume them to be. Choose your people wisely Mark. Be wise or you'll be stabbed on the back."

Those words haunted his mind like spiraling rollercoaster. He got off the shower with a towel around his waist line, Hyuck stood smiling down at their token of love.

"Dad wants me to take over Mark. Should I? Too much of responsibilities but I'm willing to take it. But I'm afraid what if I loose both of you?" Hyuck whispered.